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Epilogue for IBI: 🦉💜❤️🐎

Summary:

Request by: Otaku178518
"Would you consider an epilouge chapter here of blitzo opening up to stolas about his childhood /and or trauma. I wanna see blitzo get the love and comfort he deserves." TwT

Hope this'll do ❤️💜

Notes:

TW: Cursing, talking about truama, talking about abusive parents, hurt/comfort fic.

This one-shot takes place after Itty bitty imps and before Father knows best.

Stolas sighs to himself as he checks his phone again for messages...

Blitzø hadn't responded to his text at all.

Was he mad at Stolas? Did Stolas say something wrong? Should he text him again? Should he call?

Why can't Stolas do something right for a change? Stella was right, he just fucks everything up!

Stolas went to his room and laid down on this bed for a moment. He had something good with Blitzø...he didn't want it to be over.

After a few quiet moments of self hate and reflection, he gets up again and heads for his desk drawer, he was about to take some of his pills when He suddenly heard a sound.

He looks, and it was Blitzø climbing through his window.

"Blitzø, you're here!" Stolas says in surprise, standing up.

Blitzø climbs up, falling onto the hard floor before immediately standing up to look at Stolas. "Yeah...hi."

"What are you doing here?" Stolas asks.

"I'm sorry about leaving last night...I just, I don't know. Wanted to go home." He says.

"I understand." Stolas says. "It was a rough night for you."

Blitzø nods, holding his arms in his hands anxiously. "Yeah, it was. I didn't want you to worry or some shit, but I also didn't want to have dinner..."

Stolas nods. "I understand, dear. Are you doing alright now?" Stolas asks.

Blitzø holds himself closer...he wasn't.

"Blitzy?" Stolas asks, sitting on the bed and gesturing Blitzø to do the same. "Talk to me please?"

Blitzø sighs. "I'm sorry." He says, Blitzø lays down on the bed next to Stolas.

Stolas smiles at him. "Don't be sorry." Stolas says, petting the imp's head. "You didn't do anything wrong."

Blitzø shakes his head, Stolas had no idea the things he did...

"Do you remember what happened?" Stolas asks.

Blitzø takes a deep breath. "I remember having flashbacks..." he mumbles.

"Of your sister." Stolas nods. "Can you tell me what happened to her?" Stolas asks.

Blitzø shakes his head.

"That's alright." Stolas says. "Do you feel comfortable talking about what happened at Asmodeus's place?"

Blitzø sighs. "Do you think it's necessary to talk about it?" Blitzø asks.

Stolas shrugs. "Well, maybe...? I just want to understand what happened so we can prevent it from repeating in the future." He explains.

"I don't think there was a way to avoid it." Blitzø says. "It's just hard to stay calm whenever I think about her." he says.